“An’ here I go again on my own
Goin’ down the only road I’ve ever known,
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone
An’ I’ve made up my mind
I ain’t wasting no more time….here I go again!”
NUMBER 67 – At the completion of 48 hours Westbrook is at mile 85 past Parker’s Crossroads. He maintains 48th place with one other, out of the 68 screwed runners. With his last call to home he stated that his hamstring is still painful but he will try to run out the pain, knowing if it gets any worse he may not be able to continue.
From the Last Annual Vol State Road Race facebook page, a post from Lazarus Lake about the race weather, quoted:
” “it was raining so hard that i could not see the road (huge, ice cold drops that hit me like shots from a paintball gun), and the wind was buffeting me around until i wasn’t sure what direction i was going.”
“it was a slow death march in the blazing sun. it was only about 100 degrees, which felt almost chilly after yesterday.
but i was so over the thrill of running in the heat.”
“It was hard to believe that there was no cloud to block out the sun. it was obvious that it had just been pouring down rain here a few minutes ago. water was still running off the pavement in rivers, as clouds of steam swirled up in the bright sunlight. the last thing i needed at this moment, was to run in a sauna.”
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for the vol staters, this was reality sinking in.
a lucky few were near shelter when the storms struck.
the others had no choice but to make themselves as small a target as possible,
and soldier on.
running the vol state is like boxing with your hands tied behind your back.
all you can do is absorb punishment.
you cannot dish any out.”
Westbrook Running 